That’s the new old neighborhood place from the good-time Loló empire—think ceviche, margarita slushies
and plenty of toucans in the original Loló location, now open.

So you’ve gotten comfortable in the new, bigger, splashier Loló over on 22nd. Bike-handle chandeliers are
always so welcoming. And that’s great. It’s still there whenever you want. But here... here the new
bringing-it-back place is a lower-key sidecar where the ceviche, toucans and neighborhood-y vibes are.

Here’s what you’ll probably do: amass large group of ceviche fans. Make a reservation. Past all the red
buckets—yup, red buckets—and behind the bar, you can take over the area under the wall of fish on burners. It was that or some nice wainscoting.

Expect five kinds of ceviche. Tacos. Micheladas. And yes, if you just had a dream about the
tuna tacon, don’t worry, you can get them in your life here. How prophetic.